With Yao Chong's action, all the swords in the sky moved.

This time, the Canglang Sword Formation was no longer as orderly as the previous chaos under Ji Xiao's control.

It doesn't have any regularity anymore.

Countless swords fell one after another, the blades pointed at different places, and the strength contained on the swords also varied, but no matter from which angle they looked, these separate swords seemed to be a complete whole.

This is absolute disorder, but within disorder there are countless orders, and each sword may lead one of them, and it can never be fattened.

And if you look at the whole sword array as a whole, it is like a vast sea of swords.

Bai Wuxin is now in this sea of swords, and three words subconsciously sounded in his mind.

Boundless.

The Boundless Sea, also known as the Boundless Sword Sea, was the fairyland of the sword demons back then.

The Canglang Sword Formation gives people a feeling that is very similar to the rumored Boundless Sea.

Bai Wuxin had never participated in the battle to attack the Boundless Sea, and until a few years ago, when the Shoreless Sword Peak fought against the Holy Pavilion, she was still an ordinary Sacred Pavilion disciple who could only retreat in the back mountains.

That battle benefited her a lot, and it also made her choose her future path of cultivation.

Fight.

Back then, she looked at the sword formation that Long Yao had unleashed in a hurry from a distance, and she already felt that there were infinite mysteries in it.

Now that she is facing the real Canglang Sword Formation, she can't help but feel a burst of joy in her heart, looking up to the sky and laughing, and the laughter is extremely happy.

Qingliang's laughter did not stop, she had reached out to the air to pick it, as if she was picking a few small flowers on the side of the road, the movement was very slow, but before this white and jade-like Qianqian's hand, everything seemed to be impossible to hide.

But in the next moment, when Bai Wuxin withdrew his hand, there was no sword in his hand, only a few vertical and horizontal sword mistakes, faint red marks.

A flash of surprise flashed across Bai Wu's heart, and his eyes moved to Yao Chong and Mo Qing, who were engrossed not far away, and said, "Amazing." ”

Her shot had already spotted the trajectory of the swords, and she was about to catch them all when they met, but at that moment, the swords were slightly offset.

This slight shift did not affect the effect of the Canglang Sword Formation, but it caused the trajectory of their convergence to completely disperse, and instead caused her hand to grasp the intersection of their surging sword qi.

She originally planned to use this method to slowly reduce the number of swords in the Canglang Sword Technique, and gradually crack this huge sword formation, and when she determined that she could not find the weakness of the Canglang Sword Formation, this time-consuming and laborious method was the best way.

So she was sure that this momentary change could be called perfect.

Her gaze met at this time, with Yao Chong's and Mo Qing's gaze.

Yao Chong's face was calm, Mo Qing's eyes were lowered, although he was looking at Bai Wuxin, his eyes were actually all between the mountains.

Their bodies and minds were already wholeheartedly immersed in the control of the Canglang Sword Formation, and Bai Wuxin couldn't help but have a higher evaluation of the two of them.

In the battle just now, although she was defeated, she could figure out the details of this Canglang Sword Formation.

The body of the sword array was controlled by Yao Chong, and the pure Canglang Sword intent was never broken in the flying of ten thousand swords is an absolute example, but the subtle changes in the Canglang Sword Formation were controlled by Mo Qing.

They have truly mastered the essence of the Canglang Sword Formation, and the two of them have cooperated with each other to achieve seamlessness.

But if Bai Wu thought to herself, there was an easier way for her to directly destroy the Canglang Sword Formation.

Directly killing the people who set up the formation has always been the simplest and most brutal way to break the formation, and now Yao Chong and Mo Qing are not too far away from her, she can completely withstand the rain of swords in the sky and kill them at a certain price.

But she didn't want to.

What she wants to break is the Canglang Sword Formation in the strongest state under the control of the two of them.

If you can't even break the Canglang Sword Formation under the control of the two juniors, what will you do to break the high Shoreless Sword Peak in the future?

Bai Wuxin showed appreciation on his face and said, "I will do my best." ”

After speaking, she pushed out her palms, and a gust of palm wind swept in like a stormy wave.

The dozens of swords in front of Yao Chong and Mo Qing showed signs of crumbling in an instant.

It's just that by the time the wind blows, their figures have long since disappeared.

Bai Wuxin raised his head calmly.

Yao Chong and Mo Qing stepped on Chongming's sword one after the other, and Mo Qing's hands were wrapped around his abdomen, as if hugging each other.

Bai Wuxin frowned slightly, not very comfortable.

In her opinion, the so-called love is just a stumbling block on the road of cultivation, and she doesn't need to pay too much attention to it, so she doesn't think much of Ji Chunqiu, who is obviously not good at cultivation, and likes to dangle in front of her from time to time.

She glanced at the small hill not far away, bowed her head slightly, and her expression revealed a coldness.

This guy has a lot of things on his mind, and he always refuses to practice wholeheartedly, so it's no wonder he dies here.

It's just that why is there some sentimentality in my heart?

Bai Wuxin didn't continue to think about it, and this sentimentality only lasted for a moment.

Superfluous thoughts will only slow down her shots.

Now, she only wants to use her own strength to completely destroy this Canglang Sword Array.

......

Yao Chong's sword flew into the sky, and ten thousand swords followed him.

Ji Xiao had returned to his sea of knowledge, and the Chongming Sword was now under his complete control, temporarily out of the ranks of the Canglang Sword Formation.

But the Canglang Sword Formation is still the Canglang Sword Formation, and the rest of the thousands of swords cooperate with each other, and they are still unstoppable.

Yao Chong was now in mid-air, and when he looked up, he could already see the clouds, and he could vaguely see the boundless real sea of clouds.

It's just that he wants to fly up again, and he can't do it with his current cultivation.

"Enough distance. ”

Mo Qing whispered in his ear.

Yao Chong nodded, and the Chongming Sword hovered in mid-air.

He gripped his sword again and slashed forward.

Ten thousand swords fall again, still like a turbulent waterfall, the tide is surging.

When the Canglang Sword Formation fell, a dazzling figure had rushed from the bottom up.

Bai Wuxin stepped on the ground and soared into the sky, his whole body was like white jade, shining in the sun, seemingly fragile, but in fact indestructible.

When she met the Canglang Sword Array, it was just an instant, and countless swords had already struck her body.

There was no blood coming out, only a crisp, as if the sound of gold and stone colliding violently.

Bai Wuxin didn't squint, even if a few of the swords were about to hit her eyelids, she didn't close her eyes.

All she did was shoot down all the swords that would hurt her vulnerable parts, and in just a few seconds, more than a hundred swords had fallen into the dust.

The rain of swords stopped, and she looked around, and at some point, all sides of her were already dense with long swords.

These swords did not give her time to breathe, it was still a seemingly disorderly offensive, but in fact, it was like a wave of waves coming layer upon layer, every time a round of attack crossed Bai Wuxin's body, another round followed by the former's strength of the offensive will be extremely fast shooting, one wave is stronger than a wave, one wave is faster than a wave, it is the Canglang swordsmanship.

Yao Chong had already grasped this Canglang Sword Formation and became a sword in his hand.

The battle intent in Bai Wuxin's eyes was blazing, and she let the ten thousand swords fly around her, she only guarded her own vital points, and the rest of the swords were ignored.

She began to bleed, and gradually, the bleeding turned into dripping blood, and countless droplets of blood fell from the air, like a rain of blood.

Her face was also slashed by countless sharp sword qi, and she was drenched in blood.

Bai Wu didn't care, feeling the sharp pain coming from all over her body, and she could even feel a kind of fanatical excitement.

She is already close to the strongest existence under the immortal rank, and she will not pay attention to the cultivation of Yao Chong and Mo Qing at all.

But in the Canglang Sword Array in their hands, it was able to hurt her, and it was not an ordinary minor injury.

Bai Wuxin could feel the threat of death.

This made her even more excited.

Born to die has always been her way of fighting.

And she can feel the threat of death, which means that the Canglang Sword Formation is indeed worthy of its name.

Bai Wuxin raised his head and met Yao Chong's gaze again through countless flying swords.

"Well done. ”

After saying this, Bai Wuxin clenched his fists and blasted towards the sky.

The moment she punched, countless swords submerged her figure, and at the same time, a thunderbolt sounded under Chongming's sword.

The sound of swords and thunder fell at the same time in the mountains on the shore of Xizi Lake.

It was as if the waves were crashing on the shore, and the heavens and the earth were shocked.